Sands of Time

I made it downtown today. I am at Starbucks drinking some tea. Everything, even the colors, seem so flat. People look strange, when you're a stranger. Women seem wicked, when you are alone. I am thinking of my friend Colleed from Saudi Arabia today. I think that he is going to make a huge difference for the world community and for the name of The Middle East. Things got lost, and he did too before he went back, so I walked away. It seems to happen to everybody. I am here and certain people from my past may play a part in my future. It will be a reckoning and FINALLY we will have honesty. Colleed and I were looking at MYSTICAL EXPANSION of the desert and the sands of those spaces. I see you, weather machine. Can we just see the sands as the sands of time today and know that every grain is precious? Look at Saudi Arabian weather today and tomorrow. See what it is like to forecast in The Middle East. Your gig here will now seem cushy. I will just sit here now and soak up the aura of the vicinity.